Ain't love grand?
Dude. Don't use the L word.
Mal ,'War Stories'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Ain't love grand?
Dude. Don't use the L word.
Oops. Ixnay on the ovlay. Got it.
Fella now uses said word...a lot. It's warm and nice and not at all scary. I especially like it when he whispers it.
Sigh.
<slinking away in embarassment....>
That's code for: Gone Carrot Shopping.
Lots of relaxing spa~ma, vw.
I'm currently in the it's over!...it will last forEVER phase. Lots of growth and figuring out how to be in the world with someone else fun.
This is a
fun
scary
interesting phase.
Teppy, don't you dare deny us our chance to enjoy your happiness. And occasionally point and laugh. This is so much better than pointing and laughing at me for burning a grilled cheese sandwich three times in a row.
Yay, vw, for spa-time.
I knew that Mother's Day here was started as part of the Woman's Suffrage movement. I didn't know that Mothering Sunday was derived from a Lenten tradition.
spa time... yay
can we substitue the word carrot for the L word?
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Sugar is sweet
And I carrot you
ooh ooh carrot to carrot ya baby
HAPPY BIRTHDAY PETE!! A bit of poetry for you on this, your natal day.
Pete is a Brit.
He has the dry wit.
He hangs with The Bitches
And takes all our shit.